banashur, god of gods, sang the world into existence. for that, we give him thanks. we thank the gods for giving us life...
a candle reminds us that growth only comes with a willingness to step beyond our usual boundaries.
life is as tenuous and fleeting as a wisp of sweet smelling smoke. the incense represents our mortality.
life without emotion is no life at all, but a life controlled by emotion is to be consumed by it.
the gods bless us with wisdom, and we collect them in the prayer wheel to purify ourselves from bad thoughts.
yalung, the great demon, resides in all people. he brings false promise and burns hope. the goat dies to keep yalung asleep and sated.









